Luyện nghe bài hát Feeding The Mouth That Bites You

Gather 'round ye sinners and a story I will
About a man o'plenty that we all know well
He doesn't a sacrifice to save his pretty face
devide and conquer, repaint and erase
Anything, anyone, he the human race
Raise the stars and and steal the fire from Saddam
Cut off his people's medidine and supplies and give matches to them

But if he doesn't take the blame, who will they
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, feeding the mouth bites you
Little Sam, Orwell knew that you'd be eaten by your ham

The king is dead, long live the
Little Sam, Brutus is waiting in the wings
Since I wrote the first verse, ol' Bill has dropping bombs
On middle terrorists
Guess we all what comes around comes around
Soon those bombs will be homeward
Bounties of America will be laid to
They may win the FU cup but from it leaves a sour taste

In the mouth of ... [repeat